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, if... If one day Shaolin Temple becomes Shaolin Nunnery... How much does it have to do with our son? "

Madam Tong: "..."

It was no problem for the old monk and Duan Junheng to go all the way to Shaolin, but Tong Xin had a problem, so they all took the carriage prepared by Mrs. Tong.

Although the carriage looks simple and unpretentious, it is very practical with everything inside.

The route they planned was to go south after leaving Beijing, first to Baoding, then to Shijiazhuang, Xingtai and Handan, and finally to Dengfeng Songshan Shaolin Temple.

Tong Xin had never traveled far, so he was excited at first, coupled with the gaudy brocade clothes he wore, he looked like a little cock full of energy. But it's already a sick little rooster.

Although the food was not as nourishing as the ones at home, Mrs. Tong knew that her son loved meat and prepared a lot of dried meat for Tong Xin to bring, so Tong Xin didn't suffer too much, except for his visual fatigue.

The green mountains and green waters look quite fresh at first, but if the scenery along the way is like this, it will be boring.

Originally thought it was a kind of enjoyment to have a beautiful senior brother by his side, but as soon as Tong Xin approached, he kicked him out with a cushion and drove the car with Bao Shen's wings and belly.

After being kicked too much, Tong Xin didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he gazed affectionately at the old monk who was sitting in meditation.

The ravine on the old traveling monk's face was difficult and dangerous, not to mention beautiful. Tong Xin had watched him for a long time and felt that the wild boars that sprang out of the mountain were very handsome.

Tong Xin, who was deprived of visual enjoyment, began to suffer from ADHD.

If you have nothing to do, pick up the eyelids of the old walking monk who is sitting in meditation, and give him a close-up of his face, which scares the old walking monk almost into a permanent samadhi.

When it was time to eat, he cut the steamed buns into various disgusting shapes and distributed them to everyone.

Bao Shenchi, who had served Tong Xin for many years, knew that the second young master of his family was almost reaching the bottom line of patience, and if he didn't find a beauty to seduce him, once the bottom line broke through, everyone around would be in trouble.

So Bao Shen hurried on the road all night, and finally arrived in the city when the city gate just opened at dawn.

As soon as he heard that he had entered the city, Tong Xin immediately jumped out of the carriage and looked around, "Where is the woman from a good family?"

Duan Junheng and the old walking monk: "..."

"Where is the one who sold his body to bury his father?"

"..."

"Either a whore or a slut is fine."

"..."

It was just dawn, not to mention women from good families, even those who prostituted themselves to bury their fathers didn't go out so early, and the prostitutes and sluts were even cultivating their health and recharging their energy for the fierce battle at night, so there was no one on the street who was not a man.

Duan Junhengyi was in a good mood beside the carriage, watching Tong Xin walking through the streets looking for women, especially when he saw Tong Xin's distraught look when he couldn't find a woman. radian.

Tong Xin came back with his head drooping, followed by Bao Shen, who was behind him, and seeing him looking like an enemy, he begged Duan Junheng inexplicably, "Mr. Duan, let our second young master see you for a while, otherwise he It's time to sing."

Duan Junheng disapproved, "Well, then I want to hear it."

Bao Shen said in unison: "Mr. Duan, you definitely don't want to hear it."

Seemingly getting too old, Tong Xin had already started, "...wild donkey, mysterious wild donkey, wild donkey and wild donkey..."

"..."

The street was suddenly desolate, and there were only a few people left on the street just now.

Duan Junheng suddenly felt that the master's lion's roar was so soft and soft, and Tong Xin's was fatal.

Duan Junheng quickly covered Tong Xin's mouth, neatly stuffed it into the carriage, and turned around to ask Bao Shen's belly, "Show him the beauties and you won't make a fuss?"

"En." Bao Shen nodded with all his wings.

Duan Junheng asked Tong Xin again, "Do you really want to see it?"

Tong Xin's eyes lit up, "It depends."

Duan Junheng couldn't stand his gaze, so he handed him a small bronze mirror, "Then look."

"..." Tong Xin looked at the bronze mirror in his hand, with a deceitful expression on his face, "lift your skull..." with horror.

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin finally stopped making trouble.

Bao Shen Chi Du drove the carriage to the inn of their Tongji branch in the city.

The shopkeeper of the inn knew that the young master was coming, so he hurried out to greet him in person.

The shopkeeper's body is round, his face is full of red, and he is happy before he smiles, "The second young master has worked hard all the way, and the courtyard is ready. Should the second young master have breakfast outside or let Xiao Erduan go to the small courtyard?"

Tong Xin walked and said: "Take it to the small courtyard, and boil the water by the way, we need to take a bath."

"It's all ready, just wait for the second young master's orders."

"Ah, by the way, how many rooms are there in the courtyard?"

"Three rooms."

Tong Xin stopped walking when he heard this, and looked back at the shopkeeper, "How can there be three rooms?"

"Ah?" The shopkeeper didn't know what he did wrong, which made the young master unhappy.

Tong Xin said again: "Two rooms are enough."

The shopkeeper looked at the old traveling monk, and then at Duan Junheng, "Master Bao Er, three people, how come two rooms are enough?"

Duan Junheng said: "Because your young master wants to sleep in the yard in the open air."

Tong Xin: "..."

After washing away the dirt and dust along the way and sleeping for most of the day, several people recovered their spirits, but seeing that it was getting late and going on the road again, they would have to eat and sleep in the open again, so they decided to start again tomorrow.

They came just in time, just in time for the Lantern Festival.

As dusk fell, every household in the city rushed to the Tianguang Temple outside the city with their old and young children holding various colored Kongming lanterns.

The old wandering monk said he was going to have an evening class, so he didn't go with Tong Xin and the others. Duan Junheng, who was stalked by Tong Xin, had to go with him.

They heard along the way that flying Kongming lanterns with wishes at this time of year can ensure good weather, family safety, husband and wife love, and children's success.

Tong Xin thought it was fun, so he found a small vendor selling Kongming lanterns and wanted to buy one too.

Seeing a dazzling array of Kongming lanterns of various colors, Tong Xin hesitated for a long time before deciding to buy a red one.

But someone, like Tong Xin, took a fancy to the only red Kongming lantern, and reached out to get it almost at the same time.

Tong Xin raised his head, and saw a young boy who seemed to be from a rich family glaring at him viciously, and said in a harsh tone, "Let me go, young master."

"Why, I won't let him go." Tong Xin did a lot of things like a street bully in Beijing, and he made trouble with him unreasonably by pretending to be a bully, and he stayed with him to the end.

Seeing Tong Xin not giving in at all, the young boy was immediately annoyed, "Well, you don't know how to flatter, do you know who my father is?"

"I have to ask your mother." Tong Xin said.

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9. Shaolin Road is Long ([-])

Seeing that his master was angry, a follower who followed the young boy was quite arrogant, "Bold and unreasonable, you dare to fight with us... um..."

Suddenly a scholar jumped out, covered the mouth of the talkative entourage, and then softly said to the young boy: "The business is important."

The scholar turned his back to the light, so that people could not see his face clearly.

The young boy was unwilling at first, but after hearing the scholar's words, even if he was unwilling, he let go, and finally left behind the old-fashioned cruel words like "you remember me."

Tong Xin was happy to see that he had won the fight, but when he looked down at the Kongming lantern in his hand, there were four more finger holes, and his cheeks became like frogs with anger.

Tong Xin was devastated, but Duan Junheng was happy again.

I saw Tong Xin clenched his fist and let out a sigh of relief, then rushed to the little boy who had just walked away.

As soon as he got close, he punched him suddenly, and the cheap bastard ran away after the punch.

Tong Xin's escape was practiced by being chased and beaten by Master Tong since he was a child, and the more people there were, the faster he slipped, like a loach.

In the end, the young boy was so angry that he cursed and didn't want any manners.

Duan Junheng and Bao Shen Chidu tried to keep a certain distance from Tong Xin, so as not to let people know that they knew Tong Xin, which would be too embarrassing.

Running out of the crowded place, Tong Xin hid in the grove and panted heavily, Duan Junheng followed after him without blushing and panting, Bao Shen's wing belly disappeared, and he was probably still squeezed by the crowd not far away .

Tong Xinnian muttered, "Eating... I suffered a loss, and... I suffered a loss, huhu... I didn't expect that kid's brain to be so hard... I... I knew that I would close the door and let my senior brother go."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Suddenly, Duan Junheng didn't realize something, and abruptly grabbed Tong Xin and quickly jumped up a tree to hide.

Tong Xin was of course happy to be so close to Duan Junheng. If it wasn't such a congested brain, "Master...brother, can you change the head? The head is on the bottom."

"To shut up."

Duan Junheng replaced Tong Xin's head.

It's rare that Tong Xin is really peaceful, but his eyes are a little strange.

Duan Junheng had to watch Tong Xin from the corner of his eye while paying attention to the distance.

Seeing that Tong Xin wanted to be ashamed, he hesitated to speak, "Brother, are we developing too fast like this?!"

Duan Junheng was stunned, "Huh?"

Tong Xin wrung his sleeves, "Actually, if it's a kiss, you don't need to come up on purpose, and no one below will see it."

Duan Junheng gritted his teeth, "..."

Just when Duan Junheng was about to throw Tong Xin down, a movement from a distance finally came.

Under the dim moonlight, an old woman and a monk were fighting.

It was said that it was a big fight, but in fact it was the old woman who was attacking blindly, and the monk was dodging and forbearing again and again.

He couldn't see clearly from a distance, but when he got closer, Tong Xin realized that the monk turned out to be an old monk who should be doing evening classes in the inn.

All kinds of stories that the old monk and the old widow had to tell suddenly appeared in Tong Xin's mind.

The two didn't stay in the woods for a long time, and soon went away while fighting.

"Okay, brother, there is no one left now, let's continue." Tong Xindu